For breakfast
I eat jewels
and drink exhaust.
But I still blend
into the crowd
like grass
in sorrow’s field.
Author notes
Demyx
A contest entry
- Quickie PIF 13x20x30 by M a r l u x i a by N e a r.
650 points, ended February 23, 2008, 11 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Shoot.
Comments
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Very nice.
Short but sweet.
Love your style so abstract and brilliant.

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Rich imagery...
love the blending part...
like water.
Which is his element.
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Oooooooooooohhh!
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Wow, really interesting.
Very different.
Best of luck.






